I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Wednesday, July 22, 2015
Words are not enough
I wish I could speak like music
I wish I could put the swaying splendor
of the fields into words
That that you could hold Truth
against your body and dance
Hafiz
“The Gift”, Landinsky, Trans. P.305
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ah
but words are not enough
to capture the wind
to describe the sun
words are not enough
to explain the splendor of Sacred Presence
we can only experience and embrace
the moment
and the love
and the One
who makes us dance
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